[ He continues to stare fixedly at the body as Maya takes out the amulet. The smashed skull, the grey mush mixing with blood and bone, the burnt bits of flesh from where his hands made contact -- quite interesting indeed.
His back is to her, but he hears her approach -- of course he does, why wouldn't he? The only outward sign of it, at first, is a tiny little twitch of his head to the side. His body is stock-still, muscles tense and coiled and prepped to pounce. He turns slowly toward her as she draws closer, black eyes unrecognizing and wary. ]
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His back is to her, but he hears her approach -- of course he does, why wouldn't he? The only outward sign of it, at first, is a tiny little twitch of his head to the side. His body is stock-still, muscles tense and coiled and prepped to pounce. He turns slowly toward her as she draws closer, black eyes unrecognizing and wary. ]